A Mighty Squeeze

Gula gaped and watched with curiosity while Cathy joked about the effort it took to get Jana ready and about how much of a pain her tits were. If even the very first segment of Jana's new bra took so much effort, how would they ever get the whole thing on her?

But Maya knew what she was doing. She asked both Cathy and Gula for help, and soon four hands were pulling at Jana's reddening, dripping boobs while two others closed one clamp after another around them, creating spectacular metal tubes that securely trapped her assets.

Finally, Jana's breasts were both hugged tightly by the steel bra, and the bulbous tips of her orbs ballooned from the ends of the tubes.

Maya tickled one of Jana's fat, leaking nipples and laughed, "How do you like it so far? Looks good, I must say!"

"Ugh, it's a bit on the tight side!" complained the model while she tried to get used to the squeeze.

"We're not there yet, sweetie, the tubes are still way too wide. Remember the picture? They're supposed to be a lot tighter. And you're still missing some accessories, too! Come over to the car!"

Jana stumbled behind Maya as she followed her. Gula was kind enough to give her some support; otherwise she would have collapsed on the spot! And with her hands on her back, she wouldn't be able to soften her fall.

Panting exhausted, Jana wondered what Maya was talking about. Suddenly she felt something around her neck, almost **** her.

"Here's a nice collar for you! Just like in the picture. Couldn't skip that part, could we?"

There was a collar on the picture? Really? She must have missed that piece. And she didn't like that new sensation at all! But it surely emphasized the feeling of helplessness, together with her bound arms and strangled tits.

"Now the fun part!" grinned Maya and pushed some small buttons on contraptions around her breasts. Air was hissing out of the devices, and suddenly milk sprayed from her tight twin torpedoes.

Jana shrieked in panic. The metal tubes vibrated and shook her tortured flesh around, causing her red, hot balloons to bounce and quiver. And the tubes got tighter! With a mighty squeeze, a hidden mechanism shrank the devious metal further and further, causing the ends of her twins to balloon and blossom even more.

Jana was sweating profusely and screamed, "This fucking monster is destroying my tits! Stop it, please?!"

But Gula and Cathy were dumbstruck and just watched in awe as Jana's tits were transformed into some sort of sprinkler. Maya marveled at her creation and joked, "It's working like a charm! Don't you think, Jana?"

Jana screamed on the top of her lungs as the monstrosity finally stopped shrinking. Her breasts looked ridiculous, and they felt like shit, too.

Maya laughed, "Great idea, right? The loss of pressure triggers a nifty internal mechanism that causes those tubes to slowly collapse into their 'natural' form. And I assure you, you don't want to know how they look in that state. Better keep some of the pressure in those things, sweetie!"

Jana gasped, and stared at her vibrating tits. The tight metal hug felt rather dangerous and frightening. Thank goodness the shrinking stopped!

But Maya wasn't done with her just yet. Instead, she grabbed each hurting boob-in-a-tube and screwed some thin rods into the metal. The rods caused her boobs to be pushed away from each other, increasing the pressure even more.

Tears were streaming down Jana's cheeks and she was sobbing uncontrollably. This was so much worse than she imagined! How could she ever agree to this? What a disaster! But then she heard Cathy saying, "I think she's ready. Let's clean her up and get going. Time to take the pictures!"

Thank god, only a few more minutes and she would be done with it! She blinked, looked around and creaked, "So, what do you want me to do?"

Cathy pointed to a spot between all her equipment and said, "Go over there, kneel down and push your tits into the ground just like in the sketch. We'll pull down your pants a bit so your naked, shapely ass is showing, too. Then just let me do my work."

Jana nodded and stumbled forward, supported by the artist's strong arms. Gula helped her kneel down and position herself.

The girl trembled and shook as he tried to lower her torso. With her hands on her back, she had no way of supporting the weight of her body, let alone the weight of those things on her tits. But that fact only became apparent after she toppled over and slammed her bound tits into the thorny ground.

Jana screamed in pain as she drove her hard, swollen melons into the spiky thorns. Her body trembled and shook, trying to cope with the unexpected challenge, while the model's hot tears were messing up face and hair.

"Ouch!" murmured Gula, who was rather shocked by the whole scene. If he would have known how this all went, back when he created that sketch, maybe he would have chosen quite a different setup altogether. But now it was too late.

Meanwhile, Cathy took one picture after the other. The scene was just too out-of-this-world to pass on. That voluptuous girl, bound like she was, supported by only her strangled tits that leaked a white river... what a sight! Of course, the pose wasn't really correct, and Jana looked like shit with her make-up all over the place, but that girl was so damn hot!

"Jana, you need to push your ass a bit higher! And your tits are not in line either! Your left nipple needs to just peek over the thorns, and right now it's not visible at all! And stop the leaking, please!" complained Cathy with a smirk on her face.

Jana couldn't help but sob and groan, "I... I'm really stuck here. If I try to move any part of my body I'll probably fall over. Please, can somebody help me?"

Gula and Maya came closer, each with a printout of the sketch in their hand, and started to push and prod her straining body. As Maya pulled one of Jana's bound orbs over the thorny ground, the tormented girl moaned in pain.

"Damn, please be careful Maya. This hurts!"

"I just wanted to get those in line, like on the sketch! Your nipple..." she grabbed the fat nub of Jana's left tit and pulled it up, spraying the ground with white fluid, "Now, that's better. Almost there, girl. Let me fix your make-up!"

Maya returned to the car while Gula was carefully studying Jana's pose and the reference drawing. Something still wasn't right. Was it the separator rods? Were they a bit too short? Yes, that was it! And the pressure on her boobs was obviously not enough; the dent in the upper part of the right boob-ball wasn't as pronounced as in the picture! He reached out to the rods and slowly expanded them a bit.

Jana groaned as her tits were pushed further out and scraped over the floor. Fuck, this was just horrible. When were they done?

"Jana, you need to push your chest down a bit more, the pressure is not enough. It looks wrong!"

"What the fuck? This is ridiculous, Gula! I'm in pain and my fucking tits are digging into a fucking shitload of thorns! I can't press down any more!"

"Sorry Jana, but you have to. Just a tiny bit! But you can wait until Maya fixes your makeup! Or maybe..."

He reached out to her breasts and pulled them apart further. Jana howled as her balloons once again scraped over the spiky floor. Gula, red-faced, quickly apologized for the discomfort. He murmured, "We just need to get this right, otherwise we have to do it again later. And you surely don't want that, right?"

Jana moaned, "Right... it's just... fuck it, just get over with this, fast. Please?!"

Then, Maya returned from the car and started to clean Jana's face. Jana couldn't believe it! The whole situation was totally ridiculous. And when Cathy 'accidentally' stepped on her swollen tits, pressing even more milk out of her tight balloons in the process, she just had enough.

"Damn, Maya! Please! You fucking stepped on me! This isn't funny anymore!"

"Sorry, dear," Maya chuckled," wasn't on purpose. Just so damn hard to not hit your tits if they're swollen like that. They're all over the place! But only a few more minutes and we're done here. Promise!"

Jana groaned annoyed. Her back hurt. Her tits hurt, and even her thighs hurt from being in that awkward position for so long. And her voice was getting hoarse from all the screaming, too! Would this ever end?

"There, done!" Maya said, wiping away the milky trail from Jana's body, "Looking good, sweetie! Cathy, how do you like it? Is her pose OK? How's the expression on her face? Her hair?"

Cathy gave them a thumbs-up. "Looking good! Just need that tiny tear on your left eye, Jana. And bite your lip a bit. Remember the sketch! Now, press down your tits until they feel like they're going to explode!" she cackled.

Jana was getting ****. She would do everything to end this! And so she blinked, pressed and bit her lip, twisted her head and let them prod and poke her more until they were happy with her pose and all.

"Can I please at least get off these thorns now?" creaked Jana after another round of picture-taking, "I'm about to collapse any minute, and I can't feel my fucking tits anymore, and even my legs are getting numb!"

Jana was furious. Time to get out of this! Then she saw Gula approaching Cathy, whispering something in her ear. Cathy nodded, whispered back. Maya was called over, more whispering, nodding. Jana saw Cathy returning to the camera. The photographer fumbled with the controls, shook her head and went back to the group again. What the hell was going on?

"Hey guys, get me out, please?!"